Showing posts with label D. M. Brown. Show all posts
Showing posts with label D. M. Brown. Show all posts

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Cover Me (Robin Batteau)

When last we left our She-ra, a job termination had just gone into effect - cue music for emotions ranging from shock to sorrow to numb... to relief. I allowed myself a good wallow yesterday, we had a family dinner last night (I was feeling too fragile to attend my book club meeting) during which we circled the wagons and I made a wry reference (although the topic is certainly serious) to the fact I'd just read an article that more middle-aged white women were committing suicide these days...

After a good night's sleep... today I had a long-overdue haircut, got the dog to the groomers and am closer to negotiating resolution of our plumbing issues - to quote Dorothy Parker: might as well live :-)

Although it's raining outside, shining prevails - thanks to my dear friends for phone calls, e-mails and blog comments. My support system overfloweth and I am humbled - my husband and I have talked and, at this point, I'll be using November and December to prioritize projects in the house (plus we always take a week around the holidays to visit relatives in Georgia and South Carolina). January I'll begin searching... and I can honestly say I am usually in the right place at the right time - in the meantime, we'll find ways to sacrifice without deprivation.

I also have to share that, in the midst of my stress and worries, I received some perfectly-timed validation... from the Blogosphere, of all places... in the form of an invitation to write a guest post on another blog... music-related (imagine that!) - thanks to Boyhowdy for the opportunity to re-focus my energies for a while, as well as engage in a larger community with similar interests... :-)

SONG: Cover Me by Robin Batteau (I can't find the lyrics but a song sample can be found here - scroll down to Track 7 on Disc 2)

BOOK: Cover to Cover by D.M. Brown

POEM: Resume' by Dorothy Parker

Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp;
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.

QUOTE: "God has no power over the past except to cover it with oblivion." ~ Pliny the Elder